Down the end of lonely street – at the Dog Rock cafe.
Another Bush Week entry from Caribou Bob, again from Albany. Straight after the Wacko death, this stencil came out on the Albanian Streets. Perhaps the rush to get this stencil out on the streets accounts for the fact that it looks more like Divine than Jackson. Bush Week rolls on.
With country types in town for the Royal Show, (how come they can drive so fast in burnout pits, but are so slow on the roads?) maybe it’s time for The Worst of Perth Bush week. Or however long Caribou Bob’s country photos last. No Dog Rock mate? Bob found this for Albany Backpackers, with seemingly no explanation for the look of terror and bad hair days. He thought it might have something to do with blowholes, but if so, these girls seem to be straddling the holes. Perhaps that’s how they perform Brazilians in Albany? Perhaps Albany Backpackers can give an explanation? Maybe a discount for TWOP travellers as well AB? They have a winter special at the moment. Unfortunately the backpacker art link has gone from the current website. I’m sure there would have been some worthy material. Anyone with any more country pics for bush week, send them in. My favourite bush photo so far on TWOP is this.
For some reason I thought it was on the 29th, but no it’s today. Coming appropriately on the biggest ever month for The Worst of Perth is the two year anniversary. 880 000 views (or impressions as they say in the trade), 830 posts, averaging more than one per day, which is I think prodigious if not relentless comedy. 22 500 comments, which despite recent bumpko-centric and svenkage fuelled venom, have been overwhelmingly positive and frequently hilarious. There have been close to 2000 photos posted, almost all original shots, almost all specifically taken for the site, and the National/State library is still archiving it for posterity.
On the downside, you pigs haven’t been clicking fast enough to get to a million hits by now. Should get there around the end of the year. Thanks to everyone. Well worsted all.
A brief ww as I am travelling back from Rotto which was as usual Raskolnikovian even Pavlovian in its brilliance. However it seems like a Freo graffiti gang has hit the Basin.
Fremantle. From Shazza. (Reels back, waiting for the shitstorm.) I suppose there’s no point in saying that I LOVE the letterbox? No, I thought not.
I wanted to put up Shazza’s other offering today, but I couldn’t take the community backlash. Let’s take one step back all the way to a different state. Queensland. They don’t have bumpkins there do they? Nice one from Monkeypants. Not much need for explanation. It should appeal to Country and city juvenile humour.
The much anticipated farting dog with erection and hat from Big Ramifications, AKA Prince Angar of Avacal AKA Ninefingers.
I’m not happy with the robber’s stink lines. Looks like his leg is reeking. The dog boots are interesting. Do they really match the hat? Now am I going to get hundreds of comments abusing me for criticising their graffiti work?
Here’s something all the B&S types can get their teeth into. Curtin Guild’s city slicker version of the B&S, Octoberfest. Here’s where city types can enjoy effete foreigner style entertainment and fruity beers with dots over the o’s on the labels, all the while thumbing their upturned noses at country burnout merchants. Apparently there are going to be 5000 people in a cage on the Curtin grounds. B&S’ers can start their withering commentary now, leaving city smartarses to bleat about electricity supply, and accuse bumpkins of never having tried a foreign beer, and how Octoberfest is not about the rooting. Irony deprived, naively humourless B&S types are STILL making complete tits of themselves on the inseminators 09 thread. Was one of the biggest ever days on TWOP. Here is the line to buy tickets for City Inseminators 09, AKA Octoberfest.
Shazza has been grandmaster worst this week. Not only working country readers over with her hegemony stick, (Could those B&S commenters really have been so dumb?) but she has also sent me two superb worsts from Fremantle. Here is the first one, the sinister but hilarious message to street artists. I assume this means stiltwalkers and balloon twisters as well. Love it. Great work Shazza. I love that it seems to be challenging street artists to do better.
Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I’ll never be alone
And you, my friend, will see
You’ve got a friend in me
Curious sent in this shot from Stirling Street. Curious says, “Rats? what the fuck?” What the fuck indeed Curious. I suspect they’re not supposed to be rats. Perhaps possums. Or maybe they are supposed to be rats. If they are rats, then I like it. If Possums, I don’t.
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